The White Truck
Now that it is colder I need the white truck to transport me and the dogs and the pigs food and waters across to the West Barn.
Of course I am usually carrying 6 x 5 gallon buckets of water. But yesterday was warmer and the faucets were working so I did not need to fill the buckets in the house. I could fill them at the barn. When we arrived I discovered that one of the cows had pooped in the water trough, so not only had I filled it up with the buckets then I had to empty it with a bucket, and then fill it up again. But I was happy. There is a zone you go into when you work like this, especially in the cold.
Some pigs just lay about sleeping as I worked!
Half the problem at the moment is getting the peacocks out of the truck before we drive off.
Geraldine does not like to leave the truck and sometimes I drive around the circular drive just to give her a ride before getting out and lifting her from the deck and putting her back in the barn.
Geraldine sometimes flies along with the truck when I drive back – which is an unusual sight. Driving along with a peahen flying next to you. And a wee bit terrifying. Peafowl swoop as they fly, not a straight line. Terrifying.
Aunty Del has frozen whiskers.
I hope you have a lovely day.
Love celi
c
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It looks cold but beautiful. Happy Friday.
It looks beautiful in the snow, but I’m sure it’s much more work. Those pigs lead the life of Riley 😉
I caught this one just on the verge of going to sleep! I knew the lovely Sheila would come round, and there she is, warming her bottom on one of the twins. They are so chocolatey next to her – was Sheila that dark when she was younger, or is it particular to them? That description of Geraldine swooping and looping along beside you as you drive was wonderful but had me trembling for both your safety. Night night. Have a lovely day on the Farmy. I’ll be back in the morning to see what everyone has to say.
A winter wonderland. Be careful under those icicles! Have a great day 😀
Your photos are beautiful today Celi. I’m reminded if those cultures that live in cold all year and have many more words for blue and for ice than we do. A surreal and magical landscape with its warm inhabitants.
Of course no cow would own up to the faux pas. I wonder if you stuck a brooder lamp on the verandah, if the birds would abandon your truck? Just set the timer for your escape?
Wonderful our “ménage-au-troi” at last 🙂 🙂 Geraldine is attempting to train you into opening the drivers door and allowing her to ride home on your lap for the last few yards, less scary than swooping around you. Those icicles on the roof look even more scary. Laura
Oh my, the frozen whiskers of Aunty Del. It’s that cold! Next is frozen eyebrows and frozen eylashes… (Or maybe just with humans, don’t know). Brrr…. – Take care of being “in the zone” working… It can let you forget your self…
So nice that you give Geraldine an extra drive!
The first picture is wonderful. Again it reminds me to the songs of Schubert’s Winterreise… What a light! – Have a lovely day too, Celi!
Isn’t it just fantastic when the faucets become unfrozen, and you can rest up for a while from packing water to the animals!!! 🙂 That should happen here this weekend! Hurray!!! Sending you warming thoughts! XO
I love the thought of you driving along accompanied by a peahen. There have been many times when I wonder if we really are the more intelligent species as I’ve mucked out and broken the ice on the water trough while the animals just lifted their heads from their warm bed to watch me work.
Lovely pictures and I giggled when I read about the peahen’s behavior. I am afraid that would freak me out a bit when I was driving.
Nice triangle in the sky of your first photo.
Such fantastic pictures again….Geraldine cocking her head to the side as if to say “Don’t think I’m leaving my perch Miss C, oh no, no way.” I have to give Aunty the prize though with those frozen whiskers 🙂
I laughed at the image of Geraldine’s pleasure ride before you put her back in the barn, but mostly because it’s exactly the kind of thing I’d do. When an animal really enjoys some simple thing, it’s a pleasure to make it happen. Enjoy your Victory Lap, Ms. Geraldine!
By the way, do you have some kind of special lids for the 5-gallon buckets to keep from losing a lot en route? I use smaller buckets now (arthritis in my hands) but when I carried 5-gallon buckets I used to slosh just between the tap and the paddocks.
Have a grand day 🙂
Your description of working with the water, loading and carrying and cleaning – has me thinking back ten years when my real heavy work began on this place. I was like you, doing it all by hand and a lot of physical exertion each day. This is the first year my body has rebelled. My hands hurt and I’ve lost good grip. My feet have peripheral neuropathy from accidents and injuries while doing heavy and physical work. Thankfully, we have the electric buggy and a small tractor now to help with moving and lifting. It hasn’t stopped me, but it sure hinders how fast I get things done around here. Always take care of yourself… especially those hands and feet.
Geraldine flying and swooping alongside seems magical – though I can imagine it’s quite nerve wracking! Not at all the same, but when Daisy deer was little and she saw me traveling along in the electric buggy she would bound and leap alongside me. It was simply amazing!
I surely know what you mean. The first 10 years I lived here alone and all fence post holes were dug by hand and all hay and feed etc etc were lugged without mechanical assistance. I am paying for that now with a bulging disc in my neck and while my shoulders still look like they belong to a half back or at least a star swimmer they, along with my elbows, wrists and hands just don’t have the ‘oomph’ they used to! It hasn’t stopped me either but it has definitely slowed me down.
The BBC News just told of the snow storm about to strike the east coast of the US. Scary stuff. Hope that you’re not too badly hit by it. I’ve always wondered, c, although always forgotten to ask, what’s the distance to your nearest neighbour? >
My nearest neighbour is next to the West Barn, almost a mile. In the old days there was a school house on the corner every two miles so you can imagine how dense the farms used to be.. c
Incredible how time changes the landscape of communities. Even here, where our entire neighbourhood was a dairy farm 20-years ago. Now it’s houses, three schools, shops, dentist, doctor, chemist, newsagent, and a community centre.
Love that sun, but boy does it look cold!
Linda
You say it’s less cold, but it looks pretty arctic to me. Oh those birds – only semi-tame. I hope the blizzard in the East doesn’t come your way.
Love,
ViV xox
Oh, Hey! i was given a link to your Place here by a blogging sister in Australia….and she’s right. It’s Great. I love
the balance of Beauty/Hard….which i need and most helps me just go. I’m in New Mexico with a herd of
Nigerian Dwarf dairy goats that really belong to my daughter but am keeping for her temporarily but it has
been going on 4 years now, ?, So…Thank You and i look very much forward to continuing along…
grace
middle rio grande valley
New Mex
Welcome Grace! Are you milking your goats? Or rather your daughters goats? c
i did milk some the first two years. Too long a story to tell here, but that brings me to the reason i am
so glad to have found you here. I cannot resolve the River of feelings when it’s time to let the kids Go. I didn’t
breed this time and am hoping i can come around to being more practical/realistic. We’ll see. Otherwise, i’ll just
love them, knowing they need to be working does.
can’t get my blog to register here…it’s windthread.typepad.com
there are 17 Goats, incl. 4 bucks
Hello c I love the new look on your blog which allows for wider images. These wider images showcase your photographic talent so well. I had a peek at the piece about The Coop and it looks lovely – you are so clever and so good and getting things done. Good luck with the larger renovation. 😉
I see the roof has frozen whiskers, too. Lovely. Happy day to you, too, my sweet!
K
Geraldine reminds me of that movie with the geese that had to be taught to fly…. have a lovely cool day. Your photos are sublime!
Yay! White Truck is a Dodge Dakota Sport! Let me look at the graphics again… Definitely early 1990’s, I’m going to guess it is actually a 1990 exactly? Either that or it is after 1993. Good trucks, small but strong and easy to repair… I had one, can you tell?
Yes – I think it is a 1990, I would have to ask John.. It is a good old thing.. c
Geraldine looks like she just can’t understand why you won’t take her along for the ride to the West barn and back. Stay warm.
I have a feeling that this might happen one day – she does hold on!
You have to love practical pigs. Glad to see everyone’s managing. Back of pickup trucks seem to attract all sorts of thrill seekers. Hope the sun continues to shine. (And Littlesundog does have a point. Be gentle with yourself when you can)
Aunty Del is not alone, the fence seems to have grown frozen whiskers too. Stay warm dear girl as I tuck in under my warm duvet!
Your generosity of spirit in giving Geraldine a short ride around the place reminds me of an experience I had at the California State Fair some years ago. I was sitting on a seat that provided foot massages for a quarter. Next to me were two little girls. The one next to me said, “I just wish this would start all by itself.” Surreptitiously I searched for a quarter in my purse and very sneakily slipped it into her money slot which was right next to me. “Oh, it STARTED!” crowed she. I’ve never had so much fun in my life. Never said a word. After all, magic is magic, you know. Much love from Gayle
Lovely
Beautiful images Celi .. A cow with frozen whiskers 😀 you are always so busy.
Sheila, Molly, and Tahiti seem to be “in the zone.” LOL Aunty Del gets prettier every day. Love the frozen whiskers shot.